Reruns and stories.
And then I went to work in that hole? Sorry about the rerun cartoon, but Sylvia Rivera has demanded that I draw her standing in front of the Stonewall Inn, … Continue reading
Two coloured things in one week, what?
Credit for the base idea goes to whichever podcast I was listening to when someone mentioned a Schuyler sisters mash-up, but I can’t remember which one that was. Maybe … Continue reading
Hi again.
I’m still in a pretty rough place mourning my Charlie. I go back and forth between numb and weepy, and every time I catch movement out of the corner of … Continue reading
In which I am a mean kitty mom.
Charlie is staying on the steroids for at least two more months, so not only is he a prisoner in my home with no yard priveleges, he’s also being held … Continue reading
Charlie’s sitting with his back to me staring fixedly into the closet, and I’m pretty sure it’s a message.
Ye cat-dosing fun continueth.
Of cat pills and such.
So Charlie does not have bladder cancer (YAY!), and his kidneys are fine. He does have a thicker intestine than he should, which is apparently a possible reason he’s not … Continue reading
Fear of falling? Or flinging? Something.
Mild trigger warning? It’s probably not an issue unless you’re reading blogs while on top of high buildings or ladders, so don’t do that. A friend was talking … Continue reading
I’ve lost all sense of time.
I know, it’s Saturday, but I worked many many hours today, which makes it sort of my Friday? Except I still have to be at work Monday. Anyway, more … Continue reading
Playing with dolls again.
I’m just miserably sick and exhausted and I have accomplished nothing so far this week besides dragging my pathetic ass to work and back and general cat care. So I … Continue reading
Week two, still with the thing!
Here, have a rerun cartoon. Teehee, evil wordplay. I’m adding another category, because ‘what’s making me happy this week’ is great, but not always indicative of how my life works, … Continue reading
